iBribe For Love
Chapter One
Freddie is pacing in front of Carly and Sam's lockers, waiting impatiently for a specific one of them to arrive. The other, he could really care less if she showed up to be honest. Lucky for him, the preferred girl shows up first, and alone.
"Hi Freddie," Carly greets him like normal before turning to open her locker.
"I got tickets to cuttlefish's final concert!" Freddie exclaims, not able to hold it in any longer.
Carly drops the book she had just barely picked up as her mouth opens in shock.
"There's no way."
Freddie pulls two tickets from his jacket pocket and smiles smugly.
"Do these look fake to you?"
He lets Carly take one of the tickets from his hand and examine it. It appears to be real and she gives it back.
"Wow, you really did get them. But wait, there's only two. What about Sam?"
Freddie frowns.
"I could only buy them in pairs."
Carly shakes her head.
"I can't go. Sam would never forgive us."
Carly finishes grabbing books from her locker and swings her backpack around so it is supported by her right shoulder. Freddie looks defeated and considers leaving to his locker. But then he gets an idea.
"Why don't you and Sam just go?"
He knows he is crazy, giving up the final concert of one of his favorite bands, but what he wants in return is more than worth it to him.
"You can't be serious. Either all of us should go or none of us should."
"No, I really think you two should just take the tickets."
"Okay, Freddie. What's really going on?"
"Nothing's going on. I was just hoping…"
"I am not going to go on a date with you for Cuttlefish tickets…"
"Aw, c'mon, why not? You've been turning me down for almost three years now. Half of our high school experience is nearly over."
Freddie's begging is cut off by Sam's arrival.
"Still hoping Carly will love you, huh? Pathetic…"
"She is also turning down the opportunity for you and her to go see Cuttlefish's final concert on Saturday night," Freddie adds, smirking, knowing Sam will freak out.
Sam turns to Carly.
"You did what?"
"Freddie is trying to bribe me. He'll only give us the tickets if I agree to go out on a date with him."
"I never thought I'd say this but…love the boy! People are practically willing to beat each other up for those tickets. The worse that can happen to you on a date with Freddie is you throw up when he tries to kiss you good night."
Freddie glares at Sam for her comment, but is internally happy that he'll probably finally get what he wants. Carly can't say no, she wouldn't, not when both of her friends would be disappointed.
"This is ridiculous. But I wouldn't want to be the parent telling their children a decade or so down the road how they almost got to see the epic final performance of one of the best bands in history. Now I'll get bragging rights at the sacrifice of sharing the kids with Freddie. Wonderful."
"Whoa, slow down, cupcake. He only asked for a date. I don't remember a marriage proposal. Although I'd still tell you to do it...that concert can't be missed. Besides, divorce only takes six months."
The bell rings and the three of them sigh.
"Time for another day of learning. But at least you two have a concert to look forward to this weekend, and I've got a date."
"Mmmhmm," Carly and Sam reply together, taking off to homeroom.